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This took a long time to write for some reason.I found myself getting really lazy but I actually managed to finish it(I blame my procrastination on British comedy!)anyway hope you enjoy it anyway.
The Camping Trip
atarashii_kashi
Rating PG-13
Pairing 8059
Warnings the possibility of typos,grammatical errors,fondling in a tent,broken cell phones,the wilderness,and Smokey the Bear?!
Summary Tsuna and the gang go on a camping trip and on the way Yamamoto and Gokudera get lost from the group,and have to rely on instinct,modern technology,and rock-paper-scissors to get them out of it.
“We’re basically in the middle of nowhere,” stated Yamamoto as they looked at the brush-covered road ahead of them. He, and Gokudera had been hiking for hours trying to find the camping ground where Tsuna and the others were. But after 10 minutes of hiking, 20 minutes of complaining and 30 minutes of Gokudera conspiring to stick a lit cigarette in Yamamoto’s eye it was horribly obvious that they were lost. At this point Gokudera was once again considering if it would be a good idea to stick lit dynamite in his mouth but thought better of it (The Tenth would probably be wondering how Yamamoto “mysteriously” lost his teeth).
Gokudera was beginning to wonder how he had ended up in this mess to begin with it had seemed simple enough. Tsuna, and his friends were just going to go camping for a night in the woods, and would return home the next day. They had all met at Tsuna’s house that morning, and had managed to get Dino to drive them to the camping grounds. The trouble all started when they began hiking to their camping spot. Gokudera said he needed the bathroom; the others went on ahead and told him to catch up but for some reason Yamamoto decided to stay behind to wait for him, which severely freaked Gokudera out. Which caused him to yell at Yamamoto to leave, and by the time he had finished he noticed that he couldn’t see their other companions anymore, and that for some inexplicable reason he had held it in for an hour.
Thinking quickly he had started calling for them only to be answered by the sound of birds, and the buzzing of angry mosquitoes. Not giving up hope he had begun to run up the trail only to be presented by a fork in the road. It wasn’t until then that he noticed that Yamamoto was behind him, and was scratching his head in thought. “So which way do you think they went?” he asked looking to his Italian companion for answers. “Pfft, how the hell should I know?” Gokudera said feeling the itch for a cigarette but thought it might not be the best idea to light one when surrounded by so much highly flammable material, and risk a forest fire. After seeing that commercial with the bear in the ranger hat he was slightly paranoid that he might be mauled by the talking bear for defying his message.
Gokudera shook his head, now was not the time to be thinking about random fire prevention commercials he needed to figure out which way the Tenth went, and fast. Who knows what kind of horrible vicious animals were lurking in this forest just waiting for the chance to maul someone. Not that he didn’t think the Tenth couldn’t handle himself he just didn’t want him to have to worry about those things when he should be relaxing. So Gokudera decided that it was time to stop spacing out, and actually pick a road so without hesitation he shouted to his baseball obsessed companion “I think the left road is the way they went, come on!”. But just as he was about to run down the path (and hopefully leave Yamamoto behind) he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Yamamoto was really pushing his luck in Gokudera’s opinion not only had he caused Gokudera to lose the Tenth but now he was obviously trying to keep him from finding him.
“What’s your problem?” asked Gokudera as he ground his teeth so much he felt like they would turn to dust in his mouth. “Nothing’s wrong with me I was just thinking that maybe Tsuna, and the others went down the other trail” he said with that usual smile. Gokudera scowled at him, and turned to face him with a calculating glare “And what would lead you to think that? It’s not like they’ve left any evidence behind that we could track them by so why do you think they went to the right? He asked in a condescending tone. Gokudera smirked when he saw the swordsman look slightly taken aback by his question, even if they were currently lost seeing the baseball idiot shaken up a bit kind of made up for it.
Yamamoto looked at Gokudera, and his usual grin turned into a small frown as if he was contemplating something. Gokudera just smiled at his reaction but his smile turned to a look of utter shock when Yamamoto asked clearly “But couldn’t I say the same for you I mean, there’s no way to guarantee that Tsuna, and the others went down that left road so how can you be so sure?”. When did Yamamoto grow a brain was the first thing Gokudera wondered when he heard Yamamoto so openly challenge not only Gokuera’s authority but his logic, it was almost too absurd. But he had to say it was kind of annoying, who did Yamamoto think he was to ask such questions? He was obviously getting a swelled head…maybe it was all the pollen in the air. Whatever the reason Gokudera wasn’t too happy about this turn of events so without a second thought he asked in a somewhat calm tone “Then what do you think we should do, if you’re so damn smart?”.
And that was how the fateful game of rock-paper-scissors had occurred, and that was how Gokudera had lost best-two-out-of-three and they had ended up trudging down Yamamoto’s path, and that’s how they were currently lost in a sea of green brush. What had possessed him to play rock-paper-scissors for such an important decision he’d never know. But he couldn’t bemoan his misfortune now, he had to focus on the task at hand, and that was finding the Tenth and getting out of this brush.
“So, what do we do now?” Yamamoto asked as mosquitoes swarmed overhead and rabbits eyed them suspiciously. Gokudera glanced over at his idiotic companion and gave him an icy glare; he certainly had some nerve to be asking him for help when he was the one who got them in this mess to begin with. But feeling merciful due to the fact that they were lost (not to mention he was being eaten alive by bugs) he decided to help him figure something out. “Even if it is your fault that we’re in this position I guess I don’t mind saving your sorry ass” Gokudera said with a flick of his wrist.
Yamamoto grinned at him as Gokudera looked thoughtfully around their surroundings and said with his hand on his chin “We could try smoke signals but the last thing we need is a forest fire especially when surrounded by all this brush”.
“Then what do we do?” asked Yamamoto looking around the path as if an answer would pop out of a bush “The only thing to do is try to call them” Gokudera said, and with that Yamamoto pulled out a small cell phone. Gokudera gaped at him in shock “You mean you had that the whole time?” he shouted slack jawed as Yamamoto scratched his head with an apologetic smile on his face.“Yeah…sorry I would’ve tried it earlier but I didn’t think we would get service out here” he explained. Gokudera was wishing his need to stick lit dynamite in Yamamoto’s mouth outweighed his fear of Smoky the Bear at that moment. But nonetheless snatched the cell phone from Yamamoto’s hand, and punched in the number only to be rewarded by a message reading “Out of range”. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. With a force too mighty to be described Gokudera hurled the cell phone onto the ground causing it to smash into tiny pieces against a rock, and started yelling all manner of obscenities about commercials, the wilderness, and athlete’s never ending stupidity.
It didn’t take long for his comrades to hear him “Gokudera-kun” asked a familiar voice. Gokudera turned around to see Tsuna coming out from behind a large bush. “T-Tenth? Is it really you?” he asked in disbelief as Tsuna gave him a questioning look but not before Gokudera tackled him with a hug. “Oh, Tenth I’m so glad you found us! We’ve been looking all over for you, and the worst part is I was stuck with that guy for over an hour!” he said pointing to Yamamoto who was just smiling innocently. “Uh…it’s ok Gokudera-kun…we had been looking for you for awhile now actually” Tsuna explained as Gokudera finally released him from his rib-breaking hug.
“Really? I hope looking for us didn’t take you too far from where you’ve set up camp” said Gokudera readying himself to apologize for any inconvenience the Tenth might’ve faced. Tsuna shook his head as he gave Gokudera a somewhat apologetic smile “Uh…no actually we’re not far from camp at all” Tsuna explained as Gokudera gave him a puzzled look, and asked “Really?” as Tsuna nodded back at him. Tsuna turned back to the bush he had emerged from, and held it back halfway to show three large tents behind it. Gokudera felt as if his jaw could drop off any second “We had looked for you and Yamamoto a long time so we decided to set up camp and then keep looking” Tsuna said as Gokudera looked at him in shock. “You mean we were just standing here and camp was right there the whole time?” he asked as he tried to gain some of his composure back. Tsuna merely nodded meekly, it looked as if Gokudera’s already waning sanity was hitting an all time low. Perhaps it was the chattering of the squirrels, maybe the mosquitoes had bitten him too many times, or maybe he had just inhaled too much pollen but whatever the reason Gokudera snapped and it took Yamamoto, Tsuna, and even Ryohei (who thought it was some kind of “extreme” training) to hold him back from setting the forest ablaze in a fit of rage.
The rest of the day was tense, Gokudera refused to leave his log to take part in any of the activities. He refused to go fishing with Yamamoto,Tsuna and Reborn, he turned down a trip to chop firewood with Ryohei under the pretense that someone as hyperactive as him should never be allowed near sharp objects. And Bianchi and the girls were nowhere to be found (probably in a field of flowers tying daisy chains he deduced). This whole trip had gone from one disaster to the next, and he couldn’t see it getting any better any time soon.
Besides he was still pretty pissed at Yamamoto why had he agreed to stay behind with Gokudera earlier? What was up with him protesting to go down the path he chose? And why was he so damn itchy? He thought trying to scratch a rather nasty bug-bite on his back. It was at that moment that he saw Yamamoto, Tsuna and Reborn making their way up the trail carrying a large cooler. Gokudera decided to retreat to his tent the last thing he needed was to talk to the guy who had gotten him lost in the first place.
Feeling tired from the day’s events he decided to forgo eating dinner and in the comfort of his tent he fell asleep. It wasn’t long before he woke up only to discover that night had fallen, and fallen rather hard considering it was pitch black outside the confines of his tent except for the light of the moon. He looked around deciding he might as well slip into his pajamas but not before he noticed a head of spiky black hair beside him. He recognized that head of hair and without further ado hit Yamamoto upside the head. Yamamoto woke up with a groan of pain, and looked up to see a very pissed off Gokudera staring back at him. Yamamoto offered him a shy and somewhat apologetic smile as he said “Hi Gokudera”.
“Don’t give me that crap” spat Gokudera as he pointed dramatically at Yamamoto for emphasis “Why the hell are you sleeping in my tent?”. Yamamoto just smiled at him and said “Well, there’s a funny story about that actually…you see I was just about to get to sleep in the other tent but I kept hearing a bunch of weird noises so I thought it could be a bear or something so that’s why…”Yamamoto trailed off at this point and Gokudera wasn’t sure whether to ask him to continue or just throw him out to whatever rabid animal might be lurking outside. Gokudera sighed the Tenth would most likely be wondering why there was a pile of bones outside the tents so he thought he might as well keep him inside. “Fine I get it ok? You can stay but you get that side of the tent, and I get this side “Gokudera said motioning to the side he was standing on.
“No problem” Yamamoto said with that usual idiotic grin on his face as Gokudera just sighed again as he grabbed his pajamas and slipped his shirt over his head. He heard Yamamoto’s breath hitch momentarily, and looked questioningly over his shoulder to see Yamamoto staring at his back. “What are you looking at?” he asked as Yamamoto seemed to snap out of his trance just long enough to say “Nothing, it just looks like you’ve got a rash on your back” he said pointing to a rather large red patch on Gokudera’s back.
“Yeah I know” Gokudera sighed, “I’ve been trying to reach it all night,” he said as his train of thought was derailed by something cool on his back. He turned around to see Yamamoto rubbing a healthy portion of calamine lotion on his back, and although he was wondering all kinds of things (like where he got the lotion in the first place) he was happy to feel some relief from the itching. In fact just the feeling of Yamamoto’s hands massaging his skin was relieving the tension that had built up from the previous events. Gokudera let out a low moan as he felt a particularly bad kink in his shoulder get worked out and that’s when Yamamoto took his hands off.
“Hey, what gives? Don’t stop now,” Gokudera said as he rubbed his shoulder, it was at this point that Gokudera forgot where he was, and who was massaging him. All he knew was it felt way too good to end now, and he was willing to do whatever it took to get those talented hands back on him. Yamamoto just stared at him, he was slightly surprised to hear Gokudera actually asking for him to touch him but decided not to question things too much at the moment. Ditching the lotion he laid his hands flat on Gokudera’s back and lightly rubbed a tight coil of muscles with his thumb. Gokudera let out a low hiss of pain as Yamamoto worked out the tension and Yamamoto smirked slightly. “Wow, you’re really tense aren’t you?” he asked as his hands wandered down to the small of his back which rewarded Yamamoto with a low moan.
Feeling bold, Yamamoto dropped his hands down to Gokudera’s ass where he let it stay for about 10 seconds before Gokudera realized what was happening and threw him off. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, pervert?” yelled Gokudera, he was pissed off but his face certainly wasn’t showing it, his cheeks were so red it looked almost comical. Yamamoto looked down his face also turning red “Sorry Gokudera” he said scratching the back of his head “But, just looking at you shirtless…and all that beautiful pale skin, and to actually feel it under my hands was too much”.
Gokudera wasn’t sure where all this was coming from maybe the pollen had gotten to Yamamoto’s head too. But whatever the reason Yamamoto was no longer in control of his body, and apparently all rational thought had left him as well. “Actually I had been thinking about it for awhile…looking at you, and being around you all day was starting to drive me crazy” Yamamoto explained. “My thoughts exactly” Gokudera said with a scowl as Yamamoto chuckled and said “Not in the way you mean”. “But I guess maybe I should just show you what I mean…after all words speak louder than actions” Yamamoto said as Gokudera snorted at his ignorance. “Idiot, if you’re going to use the phrase at least say it rig-“ but Gokudera could no longer chide him for his ability to misuse such a common phrase because Yamamoto was already kissing him.
Gokudera considered doing many things at that moment one of them was stepping on Yamamoto’s foot, another option was opening up Yamamoto’s shirt so he could feel him up. But he decided to do neither and just enjoy the ride, and just when he thought that maybe it wasn’t so bad to kiss Yamamoto he felt a hand yank at his pants. Gokudera was startled by the sudden breeze but not for very long when he felt a warm hand on his already hard cock. Yamamoto already had his pants down to Gokudera’s amazement, and he was even more surprised to see that he was just as hard as he was. Just when things were about to get more heated Gokudera heard a loud crash outside the tent which caused him to jump, and caused Yamamoto to tackle Gokudera to the ground.
“Shhh” whispered Yamamoto as he looked around for some sign that they might be attacked “That’s the sound that sent me over here in the first place”. “Crap” thought Gokudera as they lay there on top of his sleeping bag “Just when it was actually getting good”. Yamamoto looked at the somber look on his face and smiled slightly “Well, we could always continue quietly inside the sleeping bag”. Gokudera gave him a shocked look but he soon replaced it with a smile as he said, “When did you start having good ideas?”. Yamamoto just smiled back at him as Gokudera slid into his sleeping bag and he followed suit.
Meanwhile outside the tent a very bewildered and confused Tsuna was staggering back to his tent but not before he fell onto a large fallen branch producing a loud crunch. “What are you doing walking around at night?” asked Reborn who was currently seated on a large wooden stump eyeing his pupil’s pathetic form lying on the ground. “Oh nothing” Tsuna explained getting up “I had just gone to use the bathroom and on the way back I kind of fell over and I guessed I caused a lot of noise ‘cause Yamamoto left his tent looking kind of freaked out”. Reborn merely nodded as Tsuna continued “He was so freaked out he ran into Gokudera’s tent! Do you think I should go check on them?” he asked looking to Gokudera’s tent. “That’s ok Tsuna I’m sure they’re more than fine,” Reborn said with a smirk as Tsuna just continued to look puzzled.
Hope you enjoyed(and I didn't mess with your brains too badly).I also hope it flowed nicely since it took me over 3 days to finish writing it,and I was hoping it was still consistent.Thanks for reading.
The Camping Trip
atarashii_kashi
Rating PG-13
Pairing 8059
Warnings the possibility of typos,grammatical errors,fondling in a tent,broken cell phones,the wilderness,and Smokey the Bear?!
Summary Tsuna and the gang go on a camping trip and on the way Yamamoto and Gokudera get lost from the group,and have to rely on instinct,modern technology,and rock-paper-scissors to get them out of it.
“We’re basically in the middle of nowhere,” stated Yamamoto as they looked at the brush-covered road ahead of them. He, and Gokudera had been hiking for hours trying to find the camping ground where Tsuna and the others were. But after 10 minutes of hiking, 20 minutes of complaining and 30 minutes of Gokudera conspiring to stick a lit cigarette in Yamamoto’s eye it was horribly obvious that they were lost. At this point Gokudera was once again considering if it would be a good idea to stick lit dynamite in his mouth but thought better of it (The Tenth would probably be wondering how Yamamoto “mysteriously” lost his teeth).
Gokudera was beginning to wonder how he had ended up in this mess to begin with it had seemed simple enough. Tsuna, and his friends were just going to go camping for a night in the woods, and would return home the next day. They had all met at Tsuna’s house that morning, and had managed to get Dino to drive them to the camping grounds. The trouble all started when they began hiking to their camping spot. Gokudera said he needed the bathroom; the others went on ahead and told him to catch up but for some reason Yamamoto decided to stay behind to wait for him, which severely freaked Gokudera out. Which caused him to yell at Yamamoto to leave, and by the time he had finished he noticed that he couldn’t see their other companions anymore, and that for some inexplicable reason he had held it in for an hour.
Thinking quickly he had started calling for them only to be answered by the sound of birds, and the buzzing of angry mosquitoes. Not giving up hope he had begun to run up the trail only to be presented by a fork in the road. It wasn’t until then that he noticed that Yamamoto was behind him, and was scratching his head in thought. “So which way do you think they went?” he asked looking to his Italian companion for answers. “Pfft, how the hell should I know?” Gokudera said feeling the itch for a cigarette but thought it might not be the best idea to light one when surrounded by so much highly flammable material, and risk a forest fire. After seeing that commercial with the bear in the ranger hat he was slightly paranoid that he might be mauled by the talking bear for defying his message.
Gokudera shook his head, now was not the time to be thinking about random fire prevention commercials he needed to figure out which way the Tenth went, and fast. Who knows what kind of horrible vicious animals were lurking in this forest just waiting for the chance to maul someone. Not that he didn’t think the Tenth couldn’t handle himself he just didn’t want him to have to worry about those things when he should be relaxing. So Gokudera decided that it was time to stop spacing out, and actually pick a road so without hesitation he shouted to his baseball obsessed companion “I think the left road is the way they went, come on!”. But just as he was about to run down the path (and hopefully leave Yamamoto behind) he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Yamamoto was really pushing his luck in Gokudera’s opinion not only had he caused Gokudera to lose the Tenth but now he was obviously trying to keep him from finding him.
“What’s your problem?” asked Gokudera as he ground his teeth so much he felt like they would turn to dust in his mouth. “Nothing’s wrong with me I was just thinking that maybe Tsuna, and the others went down the other trail” he said with that usual smile. Gokudera scowled at him, and turned to face him with a calculating glare “And what would lead you to think that? It’s not like they’ve left any evidence behind that we could track them by so why do you think they went to the right? He asked in a condescending tone. Gokudera smirked when he saw the swordsman look slightly taken aback by his question, even if they were currently lost seeing the baseball idiot shaken up a bit kind of made up for it.
Yamamoto looked at Gokudera, and his usual grin turned into a small frown as if he was contemplating something. Gokudera just smiled at his reaction but his smile turned to a look of utter shock when Yamamoto asked clearly “But couldn’t I say the same for you I mean, there’s no way to guarantee that Tsuna, and the others went down that left road so how can you be so sure?”. When did Yamamoto grow a brain was the first thing Gokudera wondered when he heard Yamamoto so openly challenge not only Gokuera’s authority but his logic, it was almost too absurd. But he had to say it was kind of annoying, who did Yamamoto think he was to ask such questions? He was obviously getting a swelled head…maybe it was all the pollen in the air. Whatever the reason Gokudera wasn’t too happy about this turn of events so without a second thought he asked in a somewhat calm tone “Then what do you think we should do, if you’re so damn smart?”.
And that was how the fateful game of rock-paper-scissors had occurred, and that was how Gokudera had lost best-two-out-of-three and they had ended up trudging down Yamamoto’s path, and that’s how they were currently lost in a sea of green brush. What had possessed him to play rock-paper-scissors for such an important decision he’d never know. But he couldn’t bemoan his misfortune now, he had to focus on the task at hand, and that was finding the Tenth and getting out of this brush.
“So, what do we do now?” Yamamoto asked as mosquitoes swarmed overhead and rabbits eyed them suspiciously. Gokudera glanced over at his idiotic companion and gave him an icy glare; he certainly had some nerve to be asking him for help when he was the one who got them in this mess to begin with. But feeling merciful due to the fact that they were lost (not to mention he was being eaten alive by bugs) he decided to help him figure something out. “Even if it is your fault that we’re in this position I guess I don’t mind saving your sorry ass” Gokudera said with a flick of his wrist.
Yamamoto grinned at him as Gokudera looked thoughtfully around their surroundings and said with his hand on his chin “We could try smoke signals but the last thing we need is a forest fire especially when surrounded by all this brush”.
“Then what do we do?” asked Yamamoto looking around the path as if an answer would pop out of a bush “The only thing to do is try to call them” Gokudera said, and with that Yamamoto pulled out a small cell phone. Gokudera gaped at him in shock “You mean you had that the whole time?” he shouted slack jawed as Yamamoto scratched his head with an apologetic smile on his face.“Yeah…sorry I would’ve tried it earlier but I didn’t think we would get service out here” he explained. Gokudera was wishing his need to stick lit dynamite in Yamamoto’s mouth outweighed his fear of Smoky the Bear at that moment. But nonetheless snatched the cell phone from Yamamoto’s hand, and punched in the number only to be rewarded by a message reading “Out of range”. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. With a force too mighty to be described Gokudera hurled the cell phone onto the ground causing it to smash into tiny pieces against a rock, and started yelling all manner of obscenities about commercials, the wilderness, and athlete’s never ending stupidity.
It didn’t take long for his comrades to hear him “Gokudera-kun” asked a familiar voice. Gokudera turned around to see Tsuna coming out from behind a large bush. “T-Tenth? Is it really you?” he asked in disbelief as Tsuna gave him a questioning look but not before Gokudera tackled him with a hug. “Oh, Tenth I’m so glad you found us! We’ve been looking all over for you, and the worst part is I was stuck with that guy for over an hour!” he said pointing to Yamamoto who was just smiling innocently. “Uh…it’s ok Gokudera-kun…we had been looking for you for awhile now actually” Tsuna explained as Gokudera finally released him from his rib-breaking hug.
“Really? I hope looking for us didn’t take you too far from where you’ve set up camp” said Gokudera readying himself to apologize for any inconvenience the Tenth might’ve faced. Tsuna shook his head as he gave Gokudera a somewhat apologetic smile “Uh…no actually we’re not far from camp at all” Tsuna explained as Gokudera gave him a puzzled look, and asked “Really?” as Tsuna nodded back at him. Tsuna turned back to the bush he had emerged from, and held it back halfway to show three large tents behind it. Gokudera felt as if his jaw could drop off any second “We had looked for you and Yamamoto a long time so we decided to set up camp and then keep looking” Tsuna said as Gokudera looked at him in shock. “You mean we were just standing here and camp was right there the whole time?” he asked as he tried to gain some of his composure back. Tsuna merely nodded meekly, it looked as if Gokudera’s already waning sanity was hitting an all time low. Perhaps it was the chattering of the squirrels, maybe the mosquitoes had bitten him too many times, or maybe he had just inhaled too much pollen but whatever the reason Gokudera snapped and it took Yamamoto, Tsuna, and even Ryohei (who thought it was some kind of “extreme” training) to hold him back from setting the forest ablaze in a fit of rage.
The rest of the day was tense, Gokudera refused to leave his log to take part in any of the activities. He refused to go fishing with Yamamoto,Tsuna and Reborn, he turned down a trip to chop firewood with Ryohei under the pretense that someone as hyperactive as him should never be allowed near sharp objects. And Bianchi and the girls were nowhere to be found (probably in a field of flowers tying daisy chains he deduced). This whole trip had gone from one disaster to the next, and he couldn’t see it getting any better any time soon.
Besides he was still pretty pissed at Yamamoto why had he agreed to stay behind with Gokudera earlier? What was up with him protesting to go down the path he chose? And why was he so damn itchy? He thought trying to scratch a rather nasty bug-bite on his back. It was at that moment that he saw Yamamoto, Tsuna and Reborn making their way up the trail carrying a large cooler. Gokudera decided to retreat to his tent the last thing he needed was to talk to the guy who had gotten him lost in the first place.
Feeling tired from the day’s events he decided to forgo eating dinner and in the comfort of his tent he fell asleep. It wasn’t long before he woke up only to discover that night had fallen, and fallen rather hard considering it was pitch black outside the confines of his tent except for the light of the moon. He looked around deciding he might as well slip into his pajamas but not before he noticed a head of spiky black hair beside him. He recognized that head of hair and without further ado hit Yamamoto upside the head. Yamamoto woke up with a groan of pain, and looked up to see a very pissed off Gokudera staring back at him. Yamamoto offered him a shy and somewhat apologetic smile as he said “Hi Gokudera”.
“Don’t give me that crap” spat Gokudera as he pointed dramatically at Yamamoto for emphasis “Why the hell are you sleeping in my tent?”. Yamamoto just smiled at him and said “Well, there’s a funny story about that actually…you see I was just about to get to sleep in the other tent but I kept hearing a bunch of weird noises so I thought it could be a bear or something so that’s why…”Yamamoto trailed off at this point and Gokudera wasn’t sure whether to ask him to continue or just throw him out to whatever rabid animal might be lurking outside. Gokudera sighed the Tenth would most likely be wondering why there was a pile of bones outside the tents so he thought he might as well keep him inside. “Fine I get it ok? You can stay but you get that side of the tent, and I get this side “Gokudera said motioning to the side he was standing on.
“No problem” Yamamoto said with that usual idiotic grin on his face as Gokudera just sighed again as he grabbed his pajamas and slipped his shirt over his head. He heard Yamamoto’s breath hitch momentarily, and looked questioningly over his shoulder to see Yamamoto staring at his back. “What are you looking at?” he asked as Yamamoto seemed to snap out of his trance just long enough to say “Nothing, it just looks like you’ve got a rash on your back” he said pointing to a rather large red patch on Gokudera’s back.
“Yeah I know” Gokudera sighed, “I’ve been trying to reach it all night,” he said as his train of thought was derailed by something cool on his back. He turned around to see Yamamoto rubbing a healthy portion of calamine lotion on his back, and although he was wondering all kinds of things (like where he got the lotion in the first place) he was happy to feel some relief from the itching. In fact just the feeling of Yamamoto’s hands massaging his skin was relieving the tension that had built up from the previous events. Gokudera let out a low moan as he felt a particularly bad kink in his shoulder get worked out and that’s when Yamamoto took his hands off.
“Hey, what gives? Don’t stop now,” Gokudera said as he rubbed his shoulder, it was at this point that Gokudera forgot where he was, and who was massaging him. All he knew was it felt way too good to end now, and he was willing to do whatever it took to get those talented hands back on him. Yamamoto just stared at him, he was slightly surprised to hear Gokudera actually asking for him to touch him but decided not to question things too much at the moment. Ditching the lotion he laid his hands flat on Gokudera’s back and lightly rubbed a tight coil of muscles with his thumb. Gokudera let out a low hiss of pain as Yamamoto worked out the tension and Yamamoto smirked slightly. “Wow, you’re really tense aren’t you?” he asked as his hands wandered down to the small of his back which rewarded Yamamoto with a low moan.
Feeling bold, Yamamoto dropped his hands down to Gokudera’s ass where he let it stay for about 10 seconds before Gokudera realized what was happening and threw him off. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, pervert?” yelled Gokudera, he was pissed off but his face certainly wasn’t showing it, his cheeks were so red it looked almost comical. Yamamoto looked down his face also turning red “Sorry Gokudera” he said scratching the back of his head “But, just looking at you shirtless…and all that beautiful pale skin, and to actually feel it under my hands was too much”.
Gokudera wasn’t sure where all this was coming from maybe the pollen had gotten to Yamamoto’s head too. But whatever the reason Yamamoto was no longer in control of his body, and apparently all rational thought had left him as well. “Actually I had been thinking about it for awhile…looking at you, and being around you all day was starting to drive me crazy” Yamamoto explained. “My thoughts exactly” Gokudera said with a scowl as Yamamoto chuckled and said “Not in the way you mean”. “But I guess maybe I should just show you what I mean…after all words speak louder than actions” Yamamoto said as Gokudera snorted at his ignorance. “Idiot, if you’re going to use the phrase at least say it rig-“ but Gokudera could no longer chide him for his ability to misuse such a common phrase because Yamamoto was already kissing him.
Gokudera considered doing many things at that moment one of them was stepping on Yamamoto’s foot, another option was opening up Yamamoto’s shirt so he could feel him up. But he decided to do neither and just enjoy the ride, and just when he thought that maybe it wasn’t so bad to kiss Yamamoto he felt a hand yank at his pants. Gokudera was startled by the sudden breeze but not for very long when he felt a warm hand on his already hard cock. Yamamoto already had his pants down to Gokudera’s amazement, and he was even more surprised to see that he was just as hard as he was. Just when things were about to get more heated Gokudera heard a loud crash outside the tent which caused him to jump, and caused Yamamoto to tackle Gokudera to the ground.
“Shhh” whispered Yamamoto as he looked around for some sign that they might be attacked “That’s the sound that sent me over here in the first place”. “Crap” thought Gokudera as they lay there on top of his sleeping bag “Just when it was actually getting good”. Yamamoto looked at the somber look on his face and smiled slightly “Well, we could always continue quietly inside the sleeping bag”. Gokudera gave him a shocked look but he soon replaced it with a smile as he said, “When did you start having good ideas?”. Yamamoto just smiled back at him as Gokudera slid into his sleeping bag and he followed suit.
Meanwhile outside the tent a very bewildered and confused Tsuna was staggering back to his tent but not before he fell onto a large fallen branch producing a loud crunch. “What are you doing walking around at night?” asked Reborn who was currently seated on a large wooden stump eyeing his pupil’s pathetic form lying on the ground. “Oh nothing” Tsuna explained getting up “I had just gone to use the bathroom and on the way back I kind of fell over and I guessed I caused a lot of noise ‘cause Yamamoto left his tent looking kind of freaked out”. Reborn merely nodded as Tsuna continued “He was so freaked out he ran into Gokudera’s tent! Do you think I should go check on them?” he asked looking to Gokudera’s tent. “That’s ok Tsuna I’m sure they’re more than fine,” Reborn said with a smirk as Tsuna just continued to look puzzled.
Hope you enjoyed(and I didn't mess with your brains too badly).I also hope it flowed nicely since it took me over 3 days to finish writing it,and I was hoping it was still consistent.Thanks for reading.